Dan and Phil were lying on the floor of Phil's room, inspecting Dan's failure of a jumper, okay, maybe not a failure, but the lights definitely were. Dan didn't want to stoop as low as this but he was really panicking and Phil was objectively the best man to help him. Of course, he knew Phil was competition, but he couldn't just give up, and have lights that didn't work, obviously he'd have to ask Phil, master of jumpers.

"So, you still haven't told me how you found my house." Phil announced, after a long while of comfortable silence as they were inspecting the jumper.

"Ugh, we just need to get this done. The fact I had to stalk you to ask for your help is enough to show my desperation." Dan tried to explain, and then gasped as he realised his mistake, as Phil turned to him and raised his eyebrows.

"Stalked?"

"N-n-no, I d-don't s-stalk people? That's weird!" Dan stumbled.

"You just said-"

"No I didn't, don't be stupid!" Phil just gave Dan a look at that, just waiting for Dan to give in.

"Tell me what you did!" Phil demanded.

"I did nothing!"

"Then how did you get here?"

"I-I'm your neighbour, like, right next to your house." Dan insisted, nodding his head, just to sound extra sure.

"Dan, unless your name is Dave you don't live there." Phil said, calmly.

"Y-yeah, I live in the basement. People don't know I live there." Dan stuttered, determined to keep to his story.

"Just stop! This is getting ridiculous!" Phil finally shouted. Dan gulped, and turned the palest shade of pink, sighing in defeat.

"Fine, I-I was really... Stuck with- with the lighting thing. I didn't know what to do, my jumper was almost perfect... So then, so then I figured I had to ask you for help, seeing as, you offered to help before."

"But you declined my help." Phil interrupted.

"Yes, but-"

"Apologize. Say you were stupid and arrogant for insisting you could do it yourself, that you didn't appreciate the help I offered." Phil interrupted, again.

"No! I'm not doing that!" Dan squeaked. Sure, he should have been thankful for Phil's help, but no way would he admit to being arrogant, Phil was the dumb stupid arrogant one. Phil rolled into his side, facing away from Dan.

"Guess you really didn't need my help then." Phil pondered.

"Yep" Dan replied, smiling slightly as he thought finally Phil got it, until Phil added,
"I'll walk you to the door then. It was nice... Fighting with you, but I really should get on with my jumper. I know you're doing fantastically but I still need to work much more on this thing." And then started to get up.

"No! Please. I need you!" Dan begged, stretching his arm out towards Phil. Phil just chuckled, and stood up, walking a few paces forward. "But I just told you-"

"Apologize," Phil commanded.

"I just-"

"No you didn't, you just admitted defeat."

"Fine," Dan gave in, rolling his eyes. He stayed silent for a few seconds, battling whether to actually say it, but he eventually said, "sorry, okay?"

"Sorry for what?" Phil urged.

"Isn't that enough?"

"Nope."

"Fine I'm an arrogant ass okay?! Are you happy now?"

"I didn't ask you to say the ass bit but..."

"Oh shut up!" Dan shouted, reaching out his arm further, trying to slap Phil's leg."

"Okay, thank you. So, what happened after you realised you needed the amazing Phil to help you?" Dan just rolled his eyes at that statement.

"I knew you hung around with Louise at school, who I know kinda well, so I phoned her and asked for your address." Dan explained.

"And she just gave you my address? What a good friend she is." Phil exclaimed, incredibly hurt by the violation of his privacy.

"Yeah, she seemed really excited or something, maybe because I actually had to tell her I was asking for help from someone, but also she told me something quite interesting." Dan said, slowly giving out the information, to annoy Phil.

"What did she say?" Phil asked, trying not to sound too worried.

"Well..." Dan said, pausing to make Phil suffer. Finally Dan had the upper hand, and could make phil uncomfortable. "she said you had a big ol' crush on me, and you wouldn't mind in the slightest if I knocked at your door."

"But I've also told her I hate you, so she'd know I'd hate it! Why would she say that?" Phil interjected. Dan just started laughing. "What?"

"I was joking. She didn't say that." Dan said, between giggles. "But I'm glad I was right." Dan adds, then winks.

"I didn't say I had a crush on you. You're so arrogant to think every body has a crush on you, ridiculous." Phil explained, Pretending to laugh at such an idea.

"Come on, you pretty much said it," Dan said, smiling so that Phil could see his dimples again, and Phil couldn't help but stare. "See! You're proving my point right now, I'm irresistible, admit it," Dan challenged.

"You're also conceited," Phil pointed out.

"And yet you still liikee me," Dan sang.

"Do not"

"Do too"

"Do not"

"Do too"

"You're such a child. Why would I ever like you?"

"But yet you do," Dan sings again. In all honesty, Dan didn't think he'd had this much fun in a long time. He never liked it when people had crushes on him, it was boring, but with Phil it was different. Phil liked to think he hated him but Dan knew that wasn't the truth, and that filled Dan with glee. It was also kind of nice to have someone call him out, for some weird reason, maybe he had some strange insult kink, who knew? Dan certainly didn't know.

"Absolutely not. If anything, you like me. You're the one that stalked me."

"I did not stalk you, I asked your friend where you lived," Dan reasoned.

"I think you'll find that's stalking."

"Is not"

"Is too"

"Is not"

"We're not doing this again," Phil groaned. Phil then checked his watch. "Oh shoot, It's almost seven now! We have five hours if we stay up til midnight." Phil panicked.

"We?" Dan questioned.

"Yes we. I'm still gonna help you. You did all I asked you too."

"Good." Was all Dan said. Phil have him a look. "Thank you." Dan added.

"We should probably eat something. We've got pizza in the freezer?" Phil offered.

"Sounds good."

Wow, this story just keeps dragging on.... Oops